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I'm here because it's a place where I want to be.
What do I do with my life - still pondering that, keep exploring the possibilities I suppose...
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Everyone, in some small sacred sanctuary of the self, is nuts. -Leo Rosten, author (1908-1997)
We think caged birds sing, when indeed they cry. -John Webster, playwright (c. 1580-1634)
There are two kinds of light -- the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures. -James Thurber, writer and cartoonist (1894-1961)
The artist brings something into the world that didn't exist before, and he does it without destroying something else. -John Updike, writer (1932-2009)
Some people become so expert at reading between the lines they don't read the lines. -Margaret Millar, novelist (1915-1994)
There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest. -Elie Wiesel, writer, Nobel laureate (b. 1928)
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4.50 am the coach arrives to take us to Luxor! (That's 02.50 uk time!)
6am the sun rises... first picture is how the camera saw it, but the sun was vivid red second I have manipulated to get a red sun which is nowhere near as strong or bright but nearer to what we saw.
This trip takes 3 hours to get to Luxor.?... Allegedly.
So we had our early morning call at 04:00 and went down to collect our packed breakfast. As we were sorting through what we wanted and what we would be prepared to do without, the tour guide, Gerges, told us that we would need everything that had been provided. So without further ado we were onto the coach and away.
To Makadi Bay, remember it is still pitch black. As we travelled along the dark highway we noticed wagons and cars just sitting at the side of the road. This is because the roads are to be used only by tourist coaches and taxis at certain times of the day for security reasons. We passed through several checkpoints, some of which had armed guards, to reach the Makadi Bay Hotel. Here we picked up more tourists and then we were off! Back through the checkpoints to the small town (Safaga) where we entered a compound to join other coaches and trucks which were here gathering to form a convoy.
As we waited for others to join us we watched the sun come up as the sea below turned a coppery red and the mountains around became pink it was obvious on reflection that this was why it is the Red Sea. As each additional bus arrived the drivers climbed out down to the Tarmac to greet their fellow drivers and friends with hugs and great beaming smiles.
Extract from my friend Barbara's description of the day.
7.15am We join other coaches in a compound at Safaga. Tourists are not allowed to go through the desert without a military police escort. There must have been about 40 buses/coaches in our convoy. This safety measure was put in place after six gunmen disguised as police, emerged from nearby cliffs, and fired randomly at tourists, killing 70 people at the Hatshepsut Temple on November 17th 1997.
It goes dark and cooler quite quickly. It is dusk around 5.30.
10th Mar 2012, 18:48
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Our room and the trees outside - loved the shadowsthe trees made.
10th Mar 2012, 18:44
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The omelette chef...
and later in the day crepe chef
a winner all round
10th Mar 2012, 18:42
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along the beach front
10th Mar 2012, 18:41
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We arrived over an hour late, technical problems with the plane. It was close to dusk and there was quite a cool wind so wasn't sure what Saturday would be like. Had been up at 4.30am so had our meal and an early night. Woke about 6.30am UK time and got up. It was 2hrs later in Egypt. So I went for a stroll before breakfast. The sun was very bright but not yet hot and there was a slight breeze. It was quiet but you could hear birds.
Path from our block to the beach front and the small pier.
a misty morning, turning ito a nice day now...
